i eliminate teams like the red sox the baddest out the batters box
since ortiz. rocking champion tee's long sleeved
believe it or not like rigley's it's a rigged league
never letting pig's breathe clap those pig feet
your boys basically lost like mr. cheeks
i'm out for happiness, and love peace
smart and street the first thug geek

dopeness!!!!!!!!!!

You donít know how I get back into the whip
Pit bulling Iím dogging out beats like you leaving the streets alone/
Freeze foam domes get shown out
Homes you ainít truth in the booth/
Youíre just another proof showing and proving
Is like lying and still losing pretend cha winning/
Get gin and juiced get roistered spit more 16ís than a niche
Ask your bitch my heats strikes out more batters than Casper the ghost/
Streaking freaking in the morning
Bring it too ya like another suicide bombing/
I ainít harming anything with words
Flip you the bird, Iím a ghost whoís walking
Hang you by ya Hanes no games, no gains/
Get off your social platform
Hateful capsules masterful/
Plaster faster blade castrate cha lames
Dig your own graves just know
Iím already saved and just misbehaved
Jumping into crowds is like mosh pitting
With a spike bat like Super Dave/
I can masquerade acrobatics
Leave you cut down like the latest cuts on the radio now
Now everything get chopped and slopped/
My skills be screwing get off your soap box
I roast your minds like another lock picked/
Always been a bottle away from exploding all over the tracks
Attack of the shows, get shown on basic you ainít just time wasted
Your just kicking generic facts I can reenact and jack off the internet/

Stomp the yard my ground-breaking squad impeccable Gods
gat holding guardians that go hard body the guards
odds were at stapling rats po-lice critique my contracts
armed raps nuclear bomb tracks u can't prolong stats
I don't lie unless in the court of law victorious with no flaws
humorous as ghost blogs I dine on the legs of frogs
but not the hog watching terrified snakes slither through smog
No hand-outs to bums that stand out bitch get a job

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Cat’s take me for a bloke I tell them don’t mess with my spokes
Or I’ll choke ya out with THE DARK SIDE of THE FORCE/
That’s Starkiller of course, battling bars shattering charts
Leave you with headaches more present than debt card charges/
Even though I’m a humble of course
But when I have to let my dark side out/
I’m as vicious as Darth Vader with a fader,
That’s what I be telling these ruthless space invaders/
If ya wanna bother me without applications or appointments
I can leave disembodied and disappointed without anointment/
Toy with my tech my wrecks be bodying shops
Leave you looking like another scene off of COPS/
Get cha reality shattered like a Final Fantasy
My real life is compared to Star tropics
Just another Adventure Time to be had/
Get real sad when you see me in the streets
As I rip your mind down to spools of tape fool
Get screwed and chewed like jammed cassette tapes fool/

I brings it frigid extremely exquisite on this conquest
more power than an attorney sword where my right arm rest
at the table of knights drawing board on the right
many weep the deadly sweep face-shots with brass knuckles, and spikes
it's cold out subtract your subs if they hold out on an unpaid percentage
of kick-backs of construction jobs, and city contracts

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Write cha way into history
Speak on your topics, I’m drop it out of a window
Leave you looking Hindu, put cha on a spindle with a crucifix
Leave you all caught in my webbing like a spider-man/
Come off your hydra man, my hype be hyper sniper
Pipe bomb your darts leave you rolling out
The carpet, thinking you can document it/
I can spark with more calculations
Than doctor brown, but a flow now/
You’ll need 128 Gigawatts to keep pace with my darts
You couldn’t even back track how I rip and snipe out
My targets without leaving you a sizable share in ya market/
Carpeltunnel emcees looking down busting crown
Musket duster buster douglas, you fudging this
I can pudge this budge my knuckles up against cha facial features
leave you wedged up like tiger woods with a golf club/
psycho’s be mudding waters you soak in acid
I’m master plaster faster drying leaving dying quicker/
Sick flicker flash through the past like johnny quick
I’m forever evil, just call me another man like I am OWL MAN/
Drop primes times get incline primes with more number than two
Get cha fused to more crews than three few jews working for your cruise ship/
I take on dirty jobs like Mike Rowe emcees, better know how I rip it raw
Go into open-mic surgery purge the jeep of all your raps
Cuz you ain’t Ludacris nor are you busting rhymes/
I can dust the chop shop prop locks mop shops
Top flops get cha clocks stops more than tits on the D train/
I see brains scattered all over the streets like the Jets vs the Patriots
Think your some amazing shit just cuz you played with Tom Brady/
Ill your not psychosomatic ultramagnetic like Kool Keith
I rhyme your mind in the mush like lil kid pulling teeth/

lizard get your gizzard gutted to late to apologize
to the one republic
a raider that brought ruckus, wheelchairs, and crutches
for the battle affair ill wrestle a bear
so stop and stare with wicked intent
lynch and loot properly prosecute
haters like u knock hustles like boots

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Dunno what cha heard, I’m cool wit swords
Cut down off the board, my switches be new pitches
Fix your linchpins skip derivatives,
And let’s break it down to brass tacks/
Max out cha fed ex my rednecks be debts
Leave it deaded like Neo in The Matrix trilogy/
I’m billing you by the minute like companies that gon global
I’m colder than whatever day I’m meet cha/
I see you fixing flats, gimme dap you ain’t gotta act like that
This is how we rip it raw, post up for them jumpers/
Son be soaking in the sun, trying to shine like one
Nah son I’m charging up Goku after eating six servings of tofu/

Energetic this isn't meant to entertain no battle restrain
Or hoses to put out fiery bars that flamed
On a friday night frying mics sofrito type
I'll be the only one in a million that never gave in to hype
Find a place for your grave the one christ couldn't save
I'll be the lone assasin killing this coonery craze

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Bleek outcomes with no income incoming carnage
Ballers pass frisk their garments
For loose chains and what remains
I move on em calmer than hussein
Arsonist scold em with a few flames
From rubbed firewood i found in the wood
Cowardly as the klan in hoods hidden identity
The end of me will be a new entity
Extend my speed if they kill my kids i'll avenge my seeds
Hallmark cards for friends in need squeeze on enemies
Violently yet silently tactics extradinary and extra ordinary
You want to get deep i'm sure to bury all advisaries
Another adventure of a avid venture put on your dentures
As i continue ongoing friction and frivilous crucifixions
Free fried chicken if you niggas listen

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Stay kinetic like nine a killa asking for sin forgiveness
Not from p.r. but a terrorist with biscuits
Selling blue dream to crip kids with blue lids
Your useless like boxers with broken ribs
Arsonist burning cribs without ladies, and kids
Tribal trivia pursuit get the scoop u raisins
Many get grazed grazing in the grass
Stickups never last due to retaliation blasts
Fight over women and drugs get caught up fast
Mask the moment to add to the atonement
Mashed hash has my dome lit my phone flips
I'm either broke or loaded to the game devoted
They voted me in super estrogen
We blaze and wet-backs like hitmen mexicans
Mad tats like i had extra skin i'm blessed again
Hines tap your chin rich in Michigan

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Scribble craft full court dribble draft with a leather on like shaft
A pres like howard taft your two terms passed
So packup and bailout fast we mailout blasts
And grasp concepts send em on the run like bomb threats
Arms kept cut as forever diamonds line up the lining
A twelve second assasin the timing remarkable
Plugs dead still the will sparked the flow
C
Stop the show from going on fat lady humming
They see spots im running and call me cunning
Hoes opening their legs with eyes closed hoping i stick my tongue in

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Throw out packs, show claps for raps I ripped
Speak spliffed out drifting off into Tokyo/
Up from the endo smoke
Had roll back to the Poconos/
Roasted those fluster never rusty
I stay bladed, open wounded stated/
Faded jaded awake in rooms
Padded up from the shrooms I just had/
Ghostly ghastly fasten your seat belts
I think we need help/
Drink pigment iron out cha figures
I leave ya liver busted how I crushed it/
Dusted out flames jaced out like Solo Kids
Iím always walking back from the dark side/
I remain in the light side, always there is a bright side
I write what I rhyme when I am right from angles
Left to those bangles that dangle,
Reflecting from every angle/
Hang loose like a noose
Get off the old memories
Those was back in the 50s/

Fly dreams of a maggot little larvae who came up the hard way
Well known garbage collector he was happy every trash day
Gear was faded and out of style like ol school hair spray
Gave him hand me downs his pops collected butts out the ashtrey
All the kids made jokes about his stitched up coat
Jeans patched with buttons missing from his shirt how did he cope
Intelligent when he spoke considered a genius to his folk
He loved and played folk songs smoked out weed bongs
Can i get high was his theme him and pops didn't get along
His little bro jean was a tag a long that resembled shyheim
During his on and on days when i was clocking illegal green
With little to nothing it still didn't stall his self esteem
He planned and eventually lived out his dream
He's a doctor know with aphd getting that medical cream

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah

Gunning a verse he a launcher like rocket trader purple punch your eye-sockets
throw the vodka in it observe the drip that wetted the locker
121 with no lock hungrier than a welfare seed in school with no lunch
locked in the closet syndrome i'm the gas that pushed the shuttle home
beggars on plan b passing out funny bones dust-laced
turkeys hung on gates on thanksgiving blame the devil traits
move in motion great adventures, and great escapes
I accelerate and escalate like racist brawls
hate bikes the ninja throwing stars from cars
have you fiending like fiends for comeback coke
selling that blue magic from a bloody colored coat

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My evidence, my own testament, written on wood
Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
Hell razah